When I woke up the next morning I could smell bacon and eggs from downstairs. I looked towards the clock and it said 7:00 am.
I stood up and went to the bathroom to do my business and take a shower. The windows and walls were full of steam so Alexander didn’t shower long before I woke up.
It didn’t take me long to take a shower and get dressed before I went downstairs to see what chaos he was making in my kitchen.
I knew that I wasn’t going to be seen by anybody because Alexander wanted me to go home before we open tonight so I didn’t dress up as I normally would.
When I got downstairs he was showered with his hair neatly up in a man bun standing in front of the stove making the last of the breakfast and toast.I don’t think that he heard me coming down the stairs and when I had a view of him I stood still in the corner for a moment looking at him. I had this feeling of home for a few seconds. He was so attractive and neatly kept. He always smelled amazing. For one moment I thought about how it would be like if we were together.
That this would be the picture I had every morning. The feeling that I would have with him in my presence.
The only time that I ever had that feeling of peace was when I lived with my mother even with the cancer. When I went to live with dad it was always people following you everywhere even to the damn graveyard. I had no peace to think. I thought when I moved out of my dad’s house that it would be more peacefull in my life but that was just not the case.
At this moment I wanted to walk up behind Alexander and hug him from behind but that would just be fucking weird. We arent together and we only kissed once.
“Are you gonna stand there all day gawking?” came Alexander’s voice. I snapped out of my thoughts and saw that he was turned around and smilling at me with the pan of bacon in his hand.
I looked up at him but didn’t answer him because the feelings running around in my heart was overpowering and the next thing I did was not something I would ever do and I thought if I didn’t do this now then I would regret it later.
I smiled at him and made my way around the counter. As I approached him he had a smile on his face but a frown as well. Probably wondering what this woman is gonna do now.
When I came around the kitchen counter I didn’t slow my pace I just slowly walked right into him, took his head in my hands and kissed him.
I could tell he was shocked because he didn’t kiss me back. After a few seconds the pan with bacon crushed to the floor and the next thing I knew his arms encircled my waist. He crushed me against him and started to kiss me back.
We didn’t kiss for long before he broke the kiss and looked into my eyes. He didn’t smile or have any facial expressions except for confusion.
“What was that for?” he asked in a huskey voice. I knew he was turned on and he would rather be upstairs doing unholy things to me then asking me this questions but that is what seperates him from a lot of men out there. He had respect.
I took my thumb and let it run under his right eye feeling his smooth skin. He closed his eyes and enjoyed my touch taking a deep breath.
“I’ll tell you some day” I whispered and his eyes snapped open. “Just don’t change” I said before I gave him a long peck on his lips.
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(COMPLETE) The Bastard and The King
RomanceAnn Marie has had a tough life despite having all the money in the world. she was lonely and her soul was tired. Alexander has wanted Ann Marie ever since he laid his eyes on her. He was the King of the American mafia he could handle anything. Exc...